Marshall Quotes in The 6th Day (2000)

Wile E. Coyote: I've been killed twice in two hours.

Marshall: We've all been killed before.

Marshall: [just lost a leg] You're gonna pay! Those were brand new boots!

Marshall: [to Guy the Squire] Is killing a noble thing? Well, a life fought for others is a life worth living. That is a noble thing.

Captain Tiberius: How's your faith now, Templar?

Marshall: Why don't you come a little closer

[raises sword]

Marshall: and I'll show you.

Marshall: [to Guy] Have you ever killed a man, squire? Hanh?

Marshall: [after Guy shakes his head 'no'] You will learn it is not a noble thing.

Guy the Squire: Not even when it is for freedom?

Marshall: Not even when it is for God!

Guy the Squire: [Upset that he has killed in battle] There's no finding peace after knowing this!

Marshall: Faith, Guy. Only the weak believe that what they do in battle is who they are as men.

Archbishop Langton: You were in the Holy Lands?

Marshall: [Affirmitively] Mmmm.

Archbishop Langton: Some men have returned from defending our faith only to find themselves questioning it. Now, you must ask yourself, Thomas, what is in your heart... rebellion or revenge?

Marshall: I suppose it makes no difference as the Kng has the devil in his.

Marshall: [to Guy] Only the weak believe that what they do in battle is who they are s men.

Marshall: [to Isabel] I fight so you don't have to.

Marshall: You gotta wrap it up.

Denzel: Get the fuck outta here.

Marshall: Now who the fuck are you man?

Daryl Cage: [grabs Marshall by the collar] Listen, I got 10 keys of smack. It doesn't matter who the fuck I am. Who the fuck are you?

Eunice: [to Sid] I never thought I would see my little baby again, we've been searching everywhere for you.

Sid: You have? I knew it, I knew it! Deep down I knew I wasn't abandoned.

Marshall: Ah, that's incorrect, we totally abandoned you.

Eunice: But we always missed you.

[sharply to Milton]

Eunice: Right?

Milton: Yeah, right! Yeah, yeah, yeah... and we just knew Sid would want to see his poor dear Granny before... her time is up.

Granny: [angrily] I'll bury y'all and dance on your grave!

Diego: [Roars] Yeah, you don't scare me mother nature! There's nothing you can throw at me that I can't handle.

[Hears whooping]

Diego: Huh?

[Gets hit by log being driven by sloths]

Eunice: I think we're almost there!

Milton: We'd better be! I just lost the steering!

Granny: Has anyone seen Precious? It's her feeding time.

Marshall: Mom! Granny's talking about her dead pet again.

Uncle Fungus: Hey, paws up, everybody!

Marshall: Paws down, Uncle, please! That is nasty.

Uncle Fungus: Whoo-hoo!

Eunice: Be careful, Milton, you're gonna hurt somebody!

[Diego tries to reach safety]

Eunice: Aah! Bad kitty!

Marshall: Rock!

Granny: [Diego flies into Granny] Whoo!

Diego: [When log has finally stopped] That was fun. Now, who should I eat first?

Uncle Fungus: [during a log ride] Hey, paws up, everybody!

Marshall: Woah! Paws down, uncle, *please*, that is nasty!

Marshall: [after seeing Ruth non-stop vomiting during the shootout] Stop doing that!

Marshall: [trying to distract her] Have you ever eaten cat meat?

Ruth: You mean cat food?

Marshall: No. The meat... of a cat.

Ruth: No. No, man. I never ate any cat meat.

Marshall: Well, it makes you invisible. Did you know that?

Ruth: [throws a rock at his head] I see you. Fucking weirdo.

Marshall: Leslie Chow stole $21,000,000 from me, on a Tuesday.

Marshall: [about Chow] He fucked me in the ass!

Alan: He does that from time to time.

Marshall: ...Not literally.

[Marshall brings Stu, Phil, and Alan to his villa]

Marshall: Leslie Chow never lived here. You didn't break into his old house, you broke into MY house.

Phil: I don't understand.

Marshall: You didn't get back the gold he stole from me. You got the other half that he didn't.

Stu: Oh, my GOD!

Phil: You mean the half he never had?

Marshall: He's a world-class rat, and you 3 were his accomplices.

Stu: We had no idea!

Phil: We were trying to help you! We thought you'd be happy!

Marshall: [sarcastically] Thank you so much! Thank you for ripping me off! Thank you for desecrating my home! And THANK YOU FOR KILLING MY FUCKING DOGS!

Stu: We didn't kill your dogs! They're just tranquilized.

Marshall: Oh, right. You don't know. Chow snapped their necks on his way out.

Stu: What?

Black Doug: And somebody's gotta pay.

Marshall: He's right.

[points his gun at the Dougs]

Doug: No no no no, NO!

[Marshall shoots Black Doug and his body splashes into the pool]

Marshall: My head of security, couldn't stop 3 fuck-ups and a Chinaman with a pair of wire cutters. Unreal.

Phil: We don't even know where the fuck he is!

Marshall: No one does! But I figure the Wolf Pack has the best chance of finding him!

Marshall: They just pay me to drive the limo, sir. I'm not here to tell you who you are.

Joe Banks: I didn't ask you to tell me who I am.

Marshall: You were hinting around about clothes. That happens to be a very important topic to me, sir. Clothes, Mr...

Joe Banks: Banks.

Marshall: Banks. Clothes make the man. I believe that. You say to me you want to go shopping, you want to buy clothes, but you don't know what kind. You leave that hanging in the air, like I'm going to fill in the blank, that to me is like asking me who you are, and I don't know who you are, I don't want to know. It's taken me my whole life to find out who I am, and I'm tired now, you hear what I'm saying?

Marshall: What kinda clothes do you got now?

Joe Banks: Well, I got the kinda clothes I'm wearing.

Marshall: So you got no clothes.

[Joe and Marshall are both wearing Armani tuxedos]

Joe Banks: Feel like I'm getting married.

Marshall: I feel like I'm giving you away.

Joe Banks: Marshall?

Marshall: Yeah.

Joe Banks: I was wondering if you'd have dinner with me tonight.

Marshall: I can't do that; I got the wife and kids at the end of the day.

Joe Banks: Yeah...

Marshall: Listen, ain't you got nobody?

Joe Banks: No. But there are certain times in your life when I guess you're not supposed to have anybody, you know? There are certain doors you have to go through alone.

Marshall: ...You're gonna be all right.

Marshall: You're coming into focus, kid!

Marshall: Where to? Back to Staten Island?

Joe Banks: No, no. Ah, a really nice hotel. The Plaza.

Marshall: The Plaza's nice.

Joe Banks: Well, where would you go?

Marshall: I'd go to The Pierre.

Joe Banks: Then, we are off to The Pierre.

Charlie: How old are you dad?

Marshall: Younger than I used to be, kid.

Marshall: [about his ex-wife] This is the woman who I couldn't live with as a husband, and now I'm going to be her son.

Charlie: [relaying a message to Marshall, who in turn is in a meeting] ... and we've been offered very favorable interest rates from Hong Kong.

Marshall: [apparently having misheard what Charlie said] We've been offered very favorable interest rates from King Kong.

Charlie: *Hong* Kong!

Marshall: I mean *Hong* Kong.

Marshall: [on why he recalled the Thai-swearing Mooses] It didn't seem fair! Kid got a toy and it didn't even work.

Marshall: I hang on because I love you, and I wait patiently for you to calm down and wake up and realize that you love me too. You hang on because it's easy.

Howie: When you say it like that I sound like an asshole!

Marshall: I still make you speechless?

Howie: [nods]

Marshall: [to Ethan] After we get your parents back together, help me split up mine!

Catherine O'Fallon: [on the phone] Marshall, it's Mrs. O'Fallon. I need to speak to Ethan right away.

Marshall: Ethan? Your son? That specific Ethan?

Marshall: [on the phone] My grandmother's passed out on the floor...

Ethan O'Fallon: That's great!

[last lines]

Marshall: [voice-over] Why do you fight it so hard, Earl?

Mr. Earl Brooks: [whispering to himself] God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, courage to change the things I can, and wisdom to know the difference. Living one day at a time and enjoying one moment at a time, accepting hardships as the pathway to peace. Taking, as He did, this sinful world as it is and not as I would have it, trusting that He will make all things right if I surrender to His will, that I may be reasonably happy in this life, and supremely happy with Him forever in the next. Amen.

Marshall: [of Mr. Smith] Even if that guy was charming and funny, I still wouldn't like him.

Mr. Earl Brooks: [about Mr. Smith] Maybe I should drive over there and pick him up.

Marshall: No, just honk. Maybe he'll get killed crossing the street. Save us the mess of doing it.

[Both start laughing. Then, Mr. Brooks honks the horn and Mr. Smith nearly gets hit by a car while crossing]

Mr. Earl Brooks: Almost.

Mr. Earl Brooks: How did you find me, Mr. Smith?

Mr. Smith: You're "Man of the Year", Mr. Brooks.

[Smith starts clapping]

Mr. Smith: Your picture's in the paper. And if it hadn't had been, I don't know. I don't know what I would've done.

Mr. Earl Brooks: Lucky me. What is it that I can help you with?

Mr. Smith: I've been watching that couple for months. Yeah, they like to make love with the blinds open. Sometimes I would take pictures; visual aids for later. It's a great way to get off, I'll tell you that. It was fun, I thought, until I saw you kill them. And I have never, ever, felt a... a... rush that like, ever. I know you're the Thumbprint Killer. You've done this before. What I want... is for you, to take me with you next time you kill someone. And I'd like that to be soon.

[Marshall laughs out loud]

Marshall: [sarcastically] And you were worried that this was going to be unpleasant? The answer is simple. Just tell Mr. Smith that you decided never to kill again, and he'll go away.

Mr. Earl Brooks: You enjoy watching me suffer, don't you?

Marshall: In a word, yes.

Mr. Earl Brooks: Where do you think he has the other pictures?

Marshall: He put them in a safety deposit box. But I'll bet the box is at the bank where he keeps his checking account. The key... is on his key chain! He really wants to do this. He's not going to the cops.

Marshall: For all the taxes we pay, you'd think they'd make it more difficult to hack into the police personnel file.

Marshall: Let the police put Jane in jail. Hopefully that will save her. And we can happily go on with our tortured lives.

[first lines]

Mr. Earl Brooks: [voice-over] Oh God... God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change.

Marshall: [voice-over] Why do you fight it so hard, Earl?

Mr. Earl Brooks: [talking about Jane] Well, we were right. She was hiding something.

Marshall: Pregnant's not all of it. She's hiding something, bigger. Something much bigger.

Mr. Earl Brooks: You think so?

Marshall: I know so... and so do you.

[upon seeing that he was photographed murdering two people]

Mr. Earl Brooks: You see that, Marshall? That's why I didn't want to do the dance couple.

Marshall: Stop your fucking whining, Earl. You enjoyed doing that couple just as much as I did, and look at the bright side - he came to us. He didn't go to the cops. If he tries to shake us down, we kill him. Period. We make it fun, but we kill him! End of story.

Marshall: She did it, didn't she?

Mr. Earl Brooks: Yeah. It'll take the cops a week to ten days to put their case together, and then... and then they will come back and arrest her.

Marshall: What are you going to do?

[Earl breaks down and cries, while Marshall hugs him]

Mr. Earl Brooks: Oh, God. Oh, God. I was afraid of this since before she was born. She has... she has what I have.

Marshall: Yes, she does. But you were always smart about it. She was stupid. She did it because she got off - okay, I understand. She's in it for fun - okay, I understand. But why didn't she think it through? A hatchet? And she left it there.

Marshall: Don't kid yourself, Earl. You're going to kill again.

Dean: You ever get that feeling?

Marshall: Yeah, like, you've seen her before and you just know her.

Dean: Yeah.

Marshall: It's a feeling. But, actually, you really don't know her.

Dean: I probably... I don't right?

Marshall: That's right.

Dean: It felt like I did, though.

Dean: She just seems different. You know? I don't know.

Marshall: Wait. How different?

Dean: I don't know I just got a feeling about her. You know when a song comes on and you just gotta dance?

Jennifer: [sees Louis on the projector] Oh my god! Is that you?

[Louis doesn't answer]

Jennifer: When were you going to tell me you were in a band?

Marshall: [Cutting in before Louis could answer] I'm sure there's a lot of things our Louis hasn't told you darling, like who'd did you write the song for?

Louis Connelly: [turns away from Marshall] I told you this was a bad idea.

Marshall: That's it, go on! Walk out on us again!

[Louis turns back to him]

Marshall: Eh, Lou?

Louis Connelly: [Walking towards Marshall] Say what you have to say Marshall!

Marshall: No man, go on!

Louis Connelly: Come on! Say what you have to say! Come on say it!

Marshall: Say what?

Louis Connelly: [Shoves him] Come on! Say it! Say it!

Marshall: [Backing away as Louis continues pushing him] That the best you got? Is that the best you got man?

Louis Connelly: Come on! Hit me then!

Marshall: No man

Louis Connelly: HIT ME!

[Slams Marshall against the projector]

Louis Connelly: I'M SUFFOCATIN' HERE!

[Marshall punches him in the face and Louis grunts but appears to be okay]

Marshall: You alright man?

[Louis wipes blood from his mouth but nods and smiles greatfully]

Marshall: [Catches Jennifer staring at the two of them and chuckles] Welcome to the Connelly Clan!

Louis Connelly: Wait! Meet me here, at ten o'clock, by the arch!

Marshall: [to Lyla, everyone egging her on] Go on then, say yes!

[Lyla smiles a little, and nods]

Louis Connelly: I take that as a yes!

Louis Connelly: I can't do it. I'm sorry Frank, I can't do it.

Marshall: No, Louis wait.

Louis Connelly: No! Let me go!

Marshall: Louis!

Marshall: Just let me go man! WILL YOU JUST LET ME GO!

Louis Connelly: [shouting across the road to Lyla] Lyla! Lyla! Lyla!

[Smile fades]

Marshall: [Coming up behind Lewis] Lewis! Do you remember what dad used to say about princesses, huh? They're always looking for their prince... and you aint no prince brother!

Louis Connelly: How would YOU know?... What am i going to do now?

Marshall: Louis? Louie where are ya? Louis, where are ya baby bro'? Listen, we didn't follow you all the way from San Francisco to play for free man. We need this one. I need this one, alright?

[Louis nods]

Bud: Now, you gotta learn something - there are just certain things a girl cain't do.

Sissy: Name one.

Marshall: I can name serval, pissin' on the side of a wall, gettn laid while your pants are still on...

Sissy: Why would you want to?

Peter Kirk: This is a free country isn't it? Why should a few million dollars keep me from having the same opportunities as anyone else?

Marshall: What you said sounds right... but it must be wrong.